Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Defeated

Okay. Everyone who has healthy teeth, step forward.

Whoa, not so fast there, Andrea!

Yeah.

I went to the dentist today to take care of my broken tooth. I thought it was very simple: I was eating, my tooth broke, leaving the both the base of the tooth and the filling intact. That's what it looked like to me, anyway. But not so. The reason my tooth broke is because there was a HUGE cavity underneath my old filling. And the rest of my tooth was just sitting there, decaying all the while, until enough force hit it to shatter the tooth.

The dentist took an x-ray, which pointed out that cavity plus a few more. She said she would take out the old filling and try to get out all the blugh (my word, not hers) behind it, provided that the decay did not go all the way up to the nerve (she couldn't tell based on the x-ray).

What happens if the decay goes all the way up to the nerve? ROOT CANAL!!!!!!

OH, GOOD GOD.

So I get the pleasure of having a cavity drilled, plus the capacity for a BIG surprise if she discovers, once halfway carved into my face, that we are getting too close to The Nerve. And just how, I wonder, do we discover what "too close" is?

Well... thank God, she said she was able to get out all the blugh. But I may still need a root canal. It'll depend on how my tooth feels over time. Which, essentially, is up to me. How much pain can I endure? No, just kidding. I swear. WHY on earth do we have teeth made out of such crappy, delicate material? Couldn't we have teeth made out of adamantium or diamonds or something that won't break or decay? NALGENE TEETH! There we go.

Like it or not, I have to go back. I have to get the rest of my teeth examined, and then I have to get the other cavities drilled. And then I have to get a crown. Neato.

I always feel completely defeated after I leave the dentist because it is ALWAYS bad news. Like, that's it. I'm done for; I'm a failure at life. I have nothing left to give. For the love, don't give me anything significant to do with my life-- I can't even take care of my teeth.

1 comment:

DaForeigner said...

I feel ya on the dentist...I hate going there. I have an appointment in about a week or so...not looking forward to it. Not to mention my mom just had a horror story with her Dentist...loooonnnggg story, but lets just say I don't want to be in her shoes. :)